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Chapter 265: Chapter 160 Dad, We Are Being Watched! [Large Chapter, Over Six Thousand Words!]_3

Ye Fan was weaving through the paper dolls again, while Little Fourth sat nearby, observing the surrounding environment.

“Dad didn’t let her keep looking, did he? He asked her to wait here for him and take a rest in the meantime.”

With no other option, she began to look around.

Ye Fan searched the area but found nothing; it hadn’t fallen among these paper dolls.

But if it wasn’t here, where else could it be?

According to what the System suggested, the story seems real.

He never expected such a thing could actually happen.

However, Ye Fan refrained from making any casual comments.

“Dad, look, there seems to be something under the coffin, it’s a wooden ring!” Little Fourth Ye Jie happened to see a small object under the coffin and picked it up immediately.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan brightened up instantly and walked over.

He then saw the wooden ring in Ye Jie’s hands.

That’s right, it was this one.

This was the token of love, a wooden ring, that Wang Xiaosheng gave to his childhood sweetheart.

Unexpectedly, it was Little Fourth who found it.

That was indeed great news!

Now, they had to look for Wang Xiaosheng’s spiritual tablet.

It must be around here, somewhere close by.

“That’s right, this is it, Ye Jie. Let’s leave this place, and move on to the next location,” Ye Fan said with a smile.

“Mm-hmm,” Ye Jie replied, not asking any questions. After all, following her dad was the right thing to do.

Ye Fan had intended to carry Ye Jie, but she refused.

She wouldn’t let Ye Fan carry her, arguing that it was quite dark and a misstep could lead to both of them falling.

Ye Fan agreed with the little guy’s reasoning and didn’t insist any further.

He took Ye Jie by the hand and continued walking down.

Given everything around here, Wang Xiaosheng’s home should be nearby, so now they just needed to find it and place the ring there.

Spiritual tablets are definitely placed within the home.

“Dad, look, isn’t there a house over there?” Ye Jie spoke up at that moment.

Ye Fan looked and, indeed, there was.

He hadn’t expected Ye Jie’s vision to be that sharp, to have spotted it so quickly.

“Exactly, let’s go in and have a look,” Ye Fan said as he led Ye Jie toward the house.

As they approached, they could see the dim candlelight flickering.

The wooden door was wide open, and Ye Fan, pulling Little Fourth Ye Jie, stepped inside.

The place looked even more dilapidated than the village chief’s house.

This house was a thatched cottage, the roof shabby with a big hole exposed.

“Dad, these people, how did they live here before? Can people really live in a straw house?” Xiaoye Jie asked Ye Fan slowly as she pulled on his hand.

Was it like what they said on TV, where it rains heavily outside but only drizzles inside the house?

It seemed likely.

Not to mention the feeling that the roof might be carried away by the wind.

“In the past, really poor places were like this. First, it was small tents made of animal skins, then straw houses, mud houses, brick houses, and so on. These are all stories told by the very old generation,” Ye Fan said slowly.

As for whether it was true or not, it was probably a mix of both.

He had never seen it himself, so he wasn’t sure.

But the hardship of the old days was real.

“I see, our times are better then,” Little Fourth Ye Jie remarked.

Indeed, they had everything.

Whatever they wanted to play with was available.

No wonder the teacher always said they were fortunate—born in a good era, without the hardships of the past.

So it turned out to be true.

In the past, when her teacher talked about these things, she never liked to listen and sometimes didn’t believe it either.

Now, she believed!

“Of course, let’s go inside now,” Ye Fan said, pulling the hand of Little Fourth.

The two of them then proceeded inside. Upon entry, they found a hall with a decrepit table bearing a black-and-white photograph and a spiritual tablet inscribed with the name Wang Xiaosheng.

Ye Fan took out the wooden ring from his pocket and placed it in front of the spiritual tablet.

He bowed to the tablet, as a sign of respect for the deceased.

Little Fourth watched her dad bow before the spiritual tablet and quickly followed suit, bowing as well.

“Dad, why do we need to bow to him?” Little Fourth Ye Jie asked.

She didn’t understand.

They didn’t know him, so why pay respects?

Especially to a piece of wood and an old black-and-white picture.

“It’s a sign of respect for the deceased, understand?” Ye Fan explained.

It was also a way to honor life itself.

“I get it now. Dad, there’s another room over there. Should we go check it out? Maybe it’s the way out!” Little Fourth pointed to the only other room there was.

“Alright, let’s go take a look!” Ye Fan nodded in agreement.

This was the only room left, also thatched, and although it looked intact, there was no door, only a large, heavy grey curtain that looked quite thick.

Ye Fan, hand-in-hand with Little Fourth Ye Jie, moved towards it.

Ye Fan lifted the heavy curtain.

The two of them walked straight in.

And saw the dim light; had they made it outside?

“Dad, we’re out!” Ye Jie said happily.

“Huh, Dad, that feeling of being watched is gone now. How strange!” Ye Jie remarked curiously.

Indeed, it was gone.

She even wondered if it had been just her imagination.

“That’s good, let’s go out!” Ye Fan, holding on to Ye Jie, stepped outside.

Basking in the sunlight outside instantly dispelled the gloominess that had enveloped them.